Ok for a mom is pulling out your hair the first thing you want to do every morning, right? Well I definitely consider it between, four young kids, a husband, and a summer full of crazy, lol. No really ok this is my family, I have my hubbie George, I have an 21 year old autistic asberburgers brother who lives with me, (Greg) an eighteen year old junior who while technically isn't mine or my husbands somehow became a permanent live in, named Chris, and then my four kids, Brandon who's eight, Coura who is eight, Austin who is six, and Sophia who is three, and this is our crazy life.
So ok I live in a rent house, who doesn't in this economy right? No one can afford to buy or even keep up a property of our own, but now where looking for a new home and that is bringing ten kinds of crazy to the board.
so we are making repairs on the house where in now, trying to put it to the way it was when we moved in, cause with eight people, two dogs and a litter of cats, the clean machine (mainly me) has been pretty much broke this summer. trying to juggle the responsibilities of being a stay at home mom. or well sort of. any way.
In the mean time, im fighting with my six year old who has a fascination with streaking, yes I said it, streaking, I will be in the house watching TV and my son will run from the bathroom pants around his ankles and running streaking and screaming running from one room to another. He gets a big kick out of it too God forgive me if I have any company, the last person( that we hadn't prepared for the strip tastic thing that is my son) that came to our house was trick or treaters on Halloween last year,
its a usual Halloween;
the door rings I open the door, and there's like six teenagers there asking for candy, as im handing it out to them I hear a Mrs. doubfire holler, I turn around and my son looks like that guy from jack ass you know the one who's stuff is always hanging out , anyway he's coming down the steps from the bathroom costume at his ankles and I hear the holler, and suddenly my two sons start singing hey baby baby, hey baby baby , while they moon the trick or treaters. and smack their tooshies, I was so mortified.
ok so anyway in addition to my jack ass want to be, performer, I have my brother, for those of you who don't know anyone with asburgers, it is a form of autism, but not so bad, and to awesome either, each case is as different as the next. my brother Greg, has like a super genius IQ but has a major social disorder. he's like the chatter box of the house he follows me around, looking for attention from me and then at the same time he's a recluse who doesn't like the company of others. he's fickle but he has a heart of gold.
today he's got this crazy thing its finales at Angelina college and he cant find his shoes, he is searching everywhere, talking non stop as he does so, I glance over and I see yet another moon, and this time its my brothers, dear God why me?
my goal for today to not pull out my hair, and find shoes. if I can accomplish this , and hunting a new, house this should be a HOOT. Ill write back later, and let yawl know.
Stephanie Grogan, semi mindless , afro circus loving mom from jasper Texas
I want all to know that I did not purposely moon my sister lol. Just forgot to wear a belt that day. Also, the way she described me...fickle with a heart of gold? Genius IQ with social problems? You flatter me too much XD!!! I'm of slightly above average intellect at best, and thats only in subjects that I find interesting. I generally don't interact with anyone beyond my own family, I am reclusive yes, though at the same time I can be quite sociable when I feel like it, perhaps too much so. People tell me to shut up all the time, but others will be raptly listening to my boring monologues for hours If I am ever fortunate enough to meet these select few people who actually find what I like to say interesting.
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